Book Information: Secret Mission: Prague

A knife stuck deep between his shoulder blades, the young CIA agent stared sightlessly at Phil Sherman. The message was clear enough. Stay out of it, Sherman - or you'll be next.

The minute Phil Sherman agreed to work for the CIA, death stalked his every move. At first the danger seemed small. Sherman was to use his contacts to find the Mr. Big of European gun-running. Just point the way to the mystery man behind five million dollars' worth of arms, destined for every black ghetto in America. After that the professionals would do the dirty work.